Gear took comfort in strawberry's words. "Don't worry. Just give your damaged gear to.. well, Gear!" He says. Again, he didn't expect a laugh. But there was hope. When he saw the fires. The burning city. Gear prepared to get to cover if need be, but if things came to it. He could always swing his trusty wrench. The corpses were what really got to him. The charred husks of who may have once been his friends and family. The gooey remains that once represented a pony. Now just were a hazard. He'd already cried. He had taken a good, long while to cry. Now he had to face the world. But... not head on. There was a lesson to be learned here, but it was much too late.

"I am going to make a combustible lemon launcher to BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN!" -Cave Johnson.

Hearing Pinkie's name... the little bird would visibly darken some as she tightened the grip of her claws on the ground with little shakings of her fur and feathers. But she said nothing overall, allowing her friend to continue till she glanced up at the mention of, 'getting past them.' "...you mean... kill them. Don't you." She asked with a low muffled tone behind the mask, following behind her chosen protector with timid quiet steps. Aegle wasn't a fighter. She wasn't even a warrior. She was just a confused and lost chick who'd lost her father to the spells. And with her protector leading her right into the heart of Manehatten, the Geigercounter held in her bag began to click rapidly, signaling they were approaching the true hell that awQaited them. And as she looked, it took everything she had not to hurl, to not rip her mask off and spew her guts across the floor. "Gods..." She whimpered. "...why... how could this happen..." She felt her eyes mist behind the mask, but she kept walking forward keeping behind the bigger, more dangerous ponies; the brown little hippogryph keeping low to the ground.

She looked through what viability she had through the mask. She made sure her mane was out of the way as she looked at the others weapons when she spotted them. Her eyes looking at the revolver Strawberry brought out before looking towards the direction out. She listening to the fate of the ponies who believed Pinkie was their god. "Taint does nasty things." She knowing of that stuff. Not everything about it. She looked over to Strawberry then at the others, "Taint, that Rainbow looking fluid." She questions as she moved on with the group. "If they were exposed to that stuff. I don't think they are normal anymore. We will need to put them down if they pose us harm." She says moving up the stairs to head out of the subway.

Once up above she let out a sigh looking at the bale-fire flames dance out of buildings from the city. She came to a stop as she took in the sight with a little frown. Her eyes looking about the dead that laid about the streets. Her eyes looking about picturing what happened to most. Running for their lives, unable to escape hell that bathed them in that fire. Her mask frosted up as she walked to the front with a nod looking ahead.

“You take up the rear Pulse, I know you’re very capable of helping us hon. All of you will help out in the days to come, I know it. We are members of the Ministry and we have an obligation to do what Pinkie has asked for us. Sadly yes, that means we may have to kill ponies Aegle.. if you’re not comfortable with that and I understand why, then just leave it us. You may be forced to do it at some point I’m afraid though. Arctic is right though and this taint.. or even the balefire has changed these ponies to the point where they are more monsters than ponies. So we all best be on our guard if we are to survive this. Now let’s keep moving.

Strawberry would lead the ground down a street, the wind battering against them, carrying the radiation throughout the city. The masks would help keep away most of it but they would need to take shelter again soon. The City of Manehatten, once a huge trading hub for Equestria, now a smouldering ruin. The Fires burning throughout the city, black smoke plumes bellowed into the grey cloud cover. The Pegasi had closed up the sky not so long ago and left Equestria without their sun to bath in. Light Breaker, who was at the front of the group looked up to the clouds and grumbled something under his breath “Traitors… all of them”

Strawberry gave him a look but she understood what he meant, the pegasi after Cloudsdale was hit, closed up the sky and abandoned their earth and unicorn pony kin to the terrors of the wasteland. Manehatten though, for the most of it looked intact. The tall buildings still rising up high into the sky though of course the closer to the Manehatten crater, the buildings were less and less, with some toppled over. One high rise may take some ponies attention though, the building some may know as Tenpony Tower. The tower was surrounded in a purple energy which wrapped up the entire building, protecting it no-doubt from the worst of the wasteland. Strawberry commented to them all “don’t get any ideas… They’re sealed up shut and probably won’t be open to anyone anytime soon… I wonder If Vinyl made it to the stable or went there instead” Her attention would be drawn away though, her gaze falling upon a building that made even Strawberry stop in her tracks.

There it was, the Ministry of Morale hub, standing tall and rather damaged before them. A red scooter wedged between it and another building. Some lights within Club beat still shone below the ministry, some strobing and still sparking. Aegle would see the mane pent house at the top, the windows completely blasted in. Only Aegle would see, brief glow of Pink illuminates the pent house before is dispersed. The words within her head “She’s an evil enchantress…she does evil dances” playing out like a song before it trailed off. Strawberry turned to the group and nodded.

“there it is.. I must admit, I’m not looking forward to this..” She paused and looked back to the Ministry hub and levitated her magnum in front of her and sighed. “you see the club at the bottom? That’s the main entrance.. but that is also where some of this cult will be held. From my run ins with them… they won’t dare enter further into the Hub so the supplies we’re looking for should still be there….so.. lets go” She begun to trot towards it.. Some may notice, Strawberry wasn’t looking quite so confident.

"We may be divided
But of you all, I beg
To remember we're all hoofed
At the end of each leg"

As they walked trough the destruction Pulse sighed "Pulse: We should not have trusted ourselves with this much power" Hearing Strawberry address him the unicorn nodded "You got it. I'll keep my eyes open" Looking over the group he frowned. He felt bad for them. They were caught in something terrible for no fault of their own. He glanced at Aegle and reached into his saddle bag. He knew what it was like to see and do things no child should have too. He took a bottle of Sparkle cola from his saddle bag. It was something he had picked up when he was traveling to meet up with the group of survivors. He held the bottle out to Aegle but didn't say anything

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Gear didn't have much to say. The end of the world was here, what could one say? Normally he'd sing to himself to lighten the mood, but singing was not the best of ideas anymore, plus, he doubted that a band would leap to his aid, and play the music. He matched pace with Arctic. Deciding that it would be best to make friends and allies. "So, how are you doing? I mean, aside from the impending... you know what? Stupid question. But I'm Gear Head. Tinkerer, mechanic, that sort of thing. You need machines worked on, I'm your stallion." He says, repeating the same line he'd used long ago, back before the... He couldn't dwell on that. "Just let me know if your gear is in disrepair." He said. He felt relatively useless, not being the best fighter. Heck. He barely knew how to use a weapon, but his Intelligence and Luck usually kept him on his feet.

"I am going to make a combustible lemon launcher to BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN!" -Cave Johnson.